Rejected By Alpha, Claimed By Beast Novels & Stories

“Reject me if you don’t want me, I don’t care.” The voice in my head is screaming at me to take it back, but I refuse. If he chooses to be an asshole then I can be equally rude. He is quiet for a long beat of silence, and I almost think he isn’t going to say it. I turn on my heels, ready to get out of here and go back to my pack but his voice stops me when I'm by the door. “I, Alpha Zade of the Darkmoon pack, reject you as my mate.”

,she looked heartbroken. "fine I will make sure you don't feel it anymore, I glared as she begged no, I Jonathan Fury of the Fury pack reject you Laura Faith as my mate and Luna. Now say it back",I alpha order. "I....,her voice breaks,....Laura Faith, more sobs,reject you Jonathan Fury as my mate and alpha. I accept the rejection",she collapsed to the ground wailing and I walk away but not before saying I accepted it all. She sobbed loud as I walked away heading back to my mate.

She’s really cold, her stare and voice… I can’t feel any warmth from her. “How can you say that I can’t? I already did and I will repeat it. I, Rayton an Alpha of Draken pack from North will not accept you as my mate!” I shouted. But she just stared at me without blinking, I can see how her lips slowly formed a mischievous smirk. Later on, we heard loud chuckles from her making wolves from her and my pack confused. “I, Beatrix Lilith a Dominant omega won’t accept any rejection from my mate! From now on, you will be my alpha no matter what you say and that’s an order.” She sweetly smiled at me.

Whether he really couldn't feel it or was faking it, one thing was clear-he never wanted me. What Alpha Lucas wanted was only my body, just like what he wanted from his other whores. Asshole! Wiping off tears, I reached the pack border. Under the moonlight, I collected all the courage that was left inside me. “I, Beatrice Everdeen, reject Alpha Lucas of the Moon Stone Pack as my mate.” --- Lucas’s POV Sitting alone in my bedroom, I tried to ignore the roar of my wolf. My wolf Hugo had been very restless lately and no amount of women could ease his anger until that delicious omega appeared.

I shook my head. “Whatever is said here, they will find out anyway. So, say whatever it is you came here to say.” Anger flashed in her eyes as she straightened her back. “Fine….I, Alison Newman, daughter to Alpha Blake Stone of The Midnight Moon pack, reject you, Alpha Adam Turner of The Dark Shadow Pack as my mate.” Gritting my teeth against the intense pain her rejection caused, I forced myself to keep my eyes on her. Though behind me, I could hear my pack members moving in closer to me.

“You’re a disgrace to this pack. Don’t embarrass us further.” The words cut deep, colder than the winter winds that swept through their territory. Cassia forced herself to meet his gaze, her own eyes filled with a mixture of pain and defiance. “Yes, Alpha Rhett,” she replied, her voice steady despite the tremor in her heart. He held her gaze for a moment longer before turning and walking away, leaving her alone in the shadows, the weight of his words pressing down on her. She felt Lynx stirring within her, her wolf’s fierce energy filling her with a strength that both frightened and thrilled her.

There has to be some rational explanation. "Why?" I asked. "I just did, it was a battle for supremacy and I won. We're wolves, we're territorial." He let out a bitter chuckle. "But now I'm going to pay for it, including hundreds of innocent people." He answered. Before I could get another question in, someone spoke up. "Alpha, I see you're awake." A deep voice said . "Marcus." Alpha Derrick growled. "That's Beta to you." the Marcus guy growled back. I couldn't see him but I could smell him, he had quite a strong aura for a Beta, much stronger than Beta Shawn's.

“So you’ve finally come to your senses, Lyra. You want to rejoin the pack, don’t you?” I looked down, trying my best to seem sorry. “Yes, Alpha. I was wrong to go against you. I let my own foolishness blind me.” His voice dripped with superiority. “Ah, yes. You were very foolish to think you could defy me and get away with it. But I’m willing to forgive you… this time.” I kept my eyes lowered, voice full of fake regret. “Thank you, Alpha. I promise I’ll make it right and prove my loyalty to the pack.”

he repeated, as if tasting the word. “I was rejected,” I added quietly. “By my mate.” Something flickered in his gaze then—sharp, unreadable. “Name,” he said. “Althea Vale.” He inclined his head slightly. “Alpha Ronan Nightfall.” The name settled into the air with weight. So this was him. The Alpha of the rival pack. The one Blackwood wolves feared and whispered about. The one who had carried me out of the dark. “I didn’t mean to trespass,” I said. “If you want me gone, say the word. I won’t fight you.”

His eyes sharpened, locking onto my chest as if he could see straight through skin and bone to the scar beneath. A rejected mate, he said quietly. The words should have shattered me. They didn’t. I nodded once. Yes. The silence stretched. Around us, the Night Fang wolves remained perfectly still, waiting. Watching their Alpha. Judging me. Most rejected wolves don’t survive long alone, he said. They break. Or they beg. I did neither, I said. For a long moment, he said nothing. Then he smiled. Not kindly. Not cruelly. But with something like satisfaction.